Distantly you hear the tearing of cloth as your shirt is torn apart, and your bra swiftly removed. You try to object, then feel your intruders lift yo... easily like a ragdoll and place you upon your bed.You try to look to see who is doing this to you, and feel your head gently, but firmly pushed back, and soft velvet tied over your eyes, another thrill runs through your body once again and then you feel moist, hot kisses trail their ways down your neck and chest until both sets of lips. It was like magic.The nurse turned the faucet off and went back to sit on her stool. When she finished, I watched for a few seconds, waiting for her to wipe herself. She didn’t move. I muttered “fuck” under my breath but then I decided not to bother wiping her because she was about to go under the shower. While she was still sitting I pulled the rest of her clothes off and dropped them in a pile. Then I stripped off my own clothes and dropped them on top of hers. I turned the shower on and. Im going to open up that boy hole so good''his finger pressing down , a wet feeling making me plead one last time before it got in''then out, in and out''ahhhhh myyyy goooddd noooo please please awwwwww im not gay ''my hands reaching to stop him . just to be taped hands together behing my legs , leaving my arch up on his desl face down , my hole fingered wet ''ahhh omg omg ahhhh ahhhhh ''a 2nd finger joining the 1st in the quest to digg in my ass''what a fine little hole, stop whinning, here. When Jenny Thompson had phoned through the news the headmistress had rung round and the word spread so that there were a good number of pupils and parents to welcome the team home even though it was a Sunday. A huge cheer went up as Annette presented the cup to the headmistress and was kissed on both cheeks.The rest of the team, all wearing their medals, filed out of the coach to sustained applause. Jenny Thompson brought up the rear, a proud smile lighting her face. Annette half turned and.